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The first step - especially for young people with energy and drive and talent, but not money - the first step to controlling your world is to control your culture. To model and demonstrate the kind of world you demand to live in. To write the books. Make the music. Shoot the films. Paint the art.
there are two things that I look forward to about crying. the first that cold streaky feeling that one gets on one's cheeks. it feels like it is there even after you wipe your face off with your sleeve. the second is the taste of tears as it reminds me of the ocean and i like the idea of your eyes being able to produce that taste.
working at the art gallery opening in soho last night was interesting; i have never cleaned up someone else's spilled wine so close to a salvador dali painting or eaten so many peppermint bark bars intended for the obnoxiously bourgeoisie.
i like theoretical ("theoretical") economies and the history of development very much; I wish there were a well-timed course in the topic next semester in addition to the one that I'm taking.
Most of my adult life so far has been me standing on seamless paper for a raft of bucks per hour, wearing clothes and shoes, my hair done and some famous fashion photographer telling me how to feel.
Him yelling, Give me lust, baby.
Flash
Give me malice.
Flash
Give me detached existentialist ennui.
Flash
Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.
Flash.
the end of this semester is getting me down like a large dog running at a small child. monday it has been requested that i meet with the marketing dept. at nikon regarding a commercial. i applied for internships with poets and writers, poets house, and clarion books for the spring and i wonder if i am missing any other places
(probably)
i bought a salad at saks fifth avenue today and it was twenty five dollars which is absolutely absurd. i am now onto the second season of Dexter. i have an electric blanket, which is great. i just need a goddamn vacation. my library books are overdue.
Without access to true chaos, we'll never have true peace.
